"Where's the hot spring?"
Jiang Xiaobai glanced around but only saw mist in the room, without any sight of the hot spring.
Mei Xiangyun said, "It's down below."
No sooner had she spoken that she moved like a drifting lotus, heading down the stairs inside the room. Jiang Xiaobai followed her down and, after turning a corner, saw a vast hot spring, nearly a hundred square meters in size, below them.
The space below was even more shrouded in mist, as if it were a fairyland. It was unexpected that Fenglin Mountain, which was not very tall, actually had a natural hot spring.
This hot spring was formerly the exclusive pleasure of Tie Yuchao alone. He would soak in it daily, which was why, despite being in his forties, his skin remained so good—a fact not unrelated to these hot springs.
